Name: Frosse 2010-03-16 10:50
HOLY MATRIMONY
This is a fanfic. It is not real. I do not own God or christianity, so please don't sue.
Harry waited patiently at the altar, and soon enough the doors opened and his man to be strode down the aisle, clutching a bouqet of flowers in his hairy palms. They met before the priest, and smiled with joy as they exchanged glances. This was it. Harry had always dreamed about this moment, even since he embraced homosexuality. Finally he stood here before God, about to get married. He smiled even wider, as the priest talked about joining them both in holy matrimony, by the power invested in him by God himself. He loved every minute of it. He closed his eyes, imagining Gods screams of torment, as one of his very servants were forced to use His holy power to do blasphemy with two abominations so wicked in their lust that God wanted them dead. Harry could see a tear streaming down the cheek of the minister as he declared them married, almost choking on the blasphemous words, and Harry hugged him tight and kissed him deeply, forcing his lips apart as the priest tried to scream. His husband helped force the priest down over the altar, and after pulling down his pants, Harry forced his way into the holy bum of the agent of God. Oh, the sensation of blasphemy as wrong and right danced around eachother, together with the desecration, as Harry plowed his way up the priests sacred bum. The shamed priest screamed in agony, but God would not be there to help him. Harry closed his eyes, pounding the screaming priest, and through him finally raping God. Oh, he had always wanted to feel Gods sphincter give way for his sinful cock, and it was every bit as good as he had imagined, the sweet, holy walls of Gods rectum smearing his rockhard cock with His holy poo. He could almost hear God crying and begging for mercy as Harry came deep into His Most Holy bum.
The End
This is a fanfic. It is not real. I do not own God or christianity, so please don't sue.
Harry waited patiently at the altar, and soon enough the doors opened and his man to be strode down the aisle, clutching a bouqet of flowers in his hairy palms. They met before the priest, and smiled with joy as they exchanged glances. This was it. Harry had always dreamed about this moment, even since he embraced homosexuality. Finally he stood here before God, about to get married. He smiled even wider, as the priest talked about joining them both in holy matrimony, by the power invested in him by God himself. He loved every minute of it. He closed his eyes, imagining Gods screams of torment, as one of his very servants were forced to use His holy power to do blasphemy with two abominations so wicked in their lust that God wanted them dead. Harry could see a tear streaming down the cheek of the minister as he declared them married, almost choking on the blasphemous words, and Harry hugged him tight and kissed him deeply, forcing his lips apart as the priest tried to scream. His husband helped force the priest down over the altar, and after pulling down his pants, Harry forced his way into the holy bum of the agent of God. Oh, the sensation of blasphemy as wrong and right danced around eachother, together with the desecration, as Harry plowed his way up the priests sacred bum. The shamed priest screamed in agony, but God would not be there to help him. Harry closed his eyes, pounding the screaming priest, and through him finally raping God. Oh, he had always wanted to feel Gods sphincter give way for his sinful cock, and it was every bit as good as he had imagined, the sweet, holy walls of Gods rectum smearing his rockhard cock with His holy poo. He could almost hear God crying and begging for mercy as Harry came deep into His Most Holy bum.
The End